Chapter 4 Champions
-Hogwarts Great Hall October 31st 7:00 P.M.-
"...And now the moment we all have been waiting for," Dumbledore announced dramatically to everyone in the Great Hall which caused excitement from nearly everyone, except from those who came from America who had a more professional stance to them, "The Goblet of Fire will now spit out the names of a student from each school. Now, when the champions' name is called, I would ask them please to come up to the top of the hall, walk along the staff table, and go through the next chamber, where they will be receiving their first instructions."
Just then the fire from the Goblet flared up and shot out of a piece of paper and then Dumbledore grabbed it and read it aloud, "From Dumstrung, Viktor Crumb!"
This got a round of applause from the majority of schools and as Viktor entered the adjacent room Dumbledore held up a hand to silence the students and a few second later the Goblet shot out another name, "From Beaxabuets Academey, Fleur Decleur!"
This caused a loud applause from the male population from the schools and some jealous looks from the older female population of the schools.
The Goblet shot out a third name, "From Shield Academy, Carol Danvers."
Carol got up from her seat at the Gryffindor table and walked into the adjacent room ignoring both the applause and her estranged younger brothers lecherous looks. As she entered the room she got a grunt of acknowledgment from Viktor and a somewhat relieved look from Fleur and both still looked tense and she sat down in a relaxed position in an empty chair as they waited for the next champions and the Professors from the schools.
Just then the door opened and Carol raised an eyebrow as she who it was, it was her brother, entering the room with a smug look.
"Do they want us back in the Hall," Fleur asked in an accented french, which clearly sound confused.
Sirius didn't have to respond as the Headmasters and their Deputies from the 4 schools entered.
That was a sound of scurrying feet behind him and Ludo Bagmen entered the room, followed by the rest of the professors.
"Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen, now that the four champions are here..." Ludo started before Carol interrupted.
"Would you please send in the real Hogwarts champions and not some boy," Carol said with a retort.
"This little boy couldn't be Hogwarts champion," Fleur added.
"It was Sirius's name that came out of the Goblet," Dumbledore stated.
"Actually it was his older sisters name that came out of the Goblet," Phil corrected.
"Still it's a magically binding contract," Dumbledore stated, "And as such if the person is a squib, like Carol Potter, then it falls to the next in line to fulfill the contract."
Carol snorted in amusement which caused a certain greasy haired potions master to take an interest in the girl, "Obviously the girl is not impressed with the Potter brat."
"I'm more impressed about the stupidity amongst the British," Carol stated.
"Typical Yankee," Snape replied.
"If the Potter's girl name came out of the Goblet then let her compete, better then some boy," Carol replied, unphased by his glare.
"Oh please I've seen better glares from jocks who I say no to," Carol said to the greesy haired potions master.
"That would be impossible," Dumbledore replied, "The girl died when she was 4-years-old."
"You mean disinherited," Carol said to nobody in particular. "I know for a fact that the girl you say is dead is very much alive."
"And how would you know this," Snape sneered.
"The goblins don't like you Red Coats that much," Carol replied with a coy smile. "And stop trying to read my mind you greasy haired bastard!"
This got a couple of raised eyebrows from the headmasters from both the French and Bulgeria schools. Snape looked away as if he wasn't doing anything but had the brains enough not to say anything.
"I'm afraid the rules are rules and the young Mr. Potter here will be representing Hogwarts," Dumbledore stepped in, ending the argument before it could go further. This caused Sirius to look more smug, if that was possible.
"Fine, but don't start yelling bloody murder if this 'little boy' ends up chopped liver by the end of the first task," Carol replied.
"Why you..." Sirius started with an angry voice before cutting off by Dumbledore.
"Now now, we mustn't forget why we all are here for," Dumbledore interrupted Sirius.
"The first task," Coulson said.
"The first task is designed to test your daring; courage in the face of the unknown is an important quality in a witch or wizard," Barty Crouch said. "The first task will be held the 3rd week of November, you four should brush up on your spells."
With that said he than left along with his red headed assistant didn't notice up until now.
The other staff and students followed suit and Carol snorted at the general lack of information and left.
-Hogwarts Grounds November1st 8:27 A.M.-
Carol is currently jogging around the lake, carefully making sure that she didn't use her powers, as she jogged along she noticed several Hogwarts students, mostly the male population 3rd years and up, along with the Dumstrung students were looking at her with lust in their eyes, with their eyes mostly looking at her chest, which caused Carol to grow a tick mark.
Before she could do anything her best friend, Jessica Drew, interrupted by walking up towards her from the jet that they arrived in and quipped, "It seems that you have a few admirers."
"It's over half of the male population here," Carol growled as she came up to her and stopped as they started to talk.
"Who can blame them, you're the 3 B's," Jessica said with a grin on her face, "Blonde, blue eyed, and built."
"I so hate you," Carol said with anger in her voice.
"I love you too," Jessica quipped.
"All kidding aside why did you interrupt my morning work out," Carol asked as she took her water bottle, which she was already holding, and drank from it.
"Can't I come and just talk with my best friend?" Jessica asked with a fake hurt voice, which only earned her a blank look from Carol, "Ok, ok, Phil wants to talk to you about something, and before you ask, he didn't tell me about what."
"Thanks," Carol said as she walked towards the jet where Coulson usually spends his free time.
Inside the jet appeared to be a small 2 story office/sleeping quarters. The 2nd floor served as the sleeping quarters where the girls slept on the right side and the boys on the left. Where she headed was on the first floor into Coulsons mobile office.
She knocked on the door and Coulson say, "Come in."
Carol entered the office and looked at Coulsons various nicknacks that he gathered over the years and in a glass case on his desk was his most prized possessions, a complete original set of Captain America trading cards, personally signed by the Captain himself, after his 70 year nap.
"You asked for me sir," Carol asked.
"Yes," Coulson replied, "First you can drop the soldier act."
"Sir," Carol asked in confusion.
"I know being here stirs up some bad memories..." Coulson started.
"You have no idea," Carol said under her breath.
"...and I want you to put aside your personal feelings for now," Coulson continued, "And I'm here to talk to you about the first task."
"I want to ask something," Carol said, "What about my parents?"
"They're under the impression, that this will you're in exchange program that will help you to get into the college of your choice," Coulson replied.
"I mean my birth parents," Carol corrected, "They're bound to be here for the first task, if not sooner, to help out their 'precious baby boy.'"
Coulson looked at her knowingly and said, "Leave that to me." He than sighed to nobody in particular and continued, "Officially the heads of the schools aren't supposed to help their schools chosen champions in any direct fashion but we are aloud to point you in the right direction. The gamekeeper let it slip that they are going to hold what you are going to face in the Forbidden forest a week from when the first task is supposed to start."
"I understand," Carol replied.
"As for your training I managed to arrange a personal trainer for you," Phil said and a person wearing a Union Jack costume walked into his office and Carol eyed him as he was introduced, "This is Captain Britain, Britain's premiere superhero and he'll be teaching you about the magical world and challenges that you may or may not face here."
"I understand," Carol said.
Meanwhile at the Legion of Doom*cough*wrong story*cough*. In the Gryffindor common room, Sirius is still mad from last night.
"'Little Boy' who do think those veela think they are," Sirius raved, "They should be honored that they are allowed to learn wizard magic in the first place!"
"They need to be reeled in by real men," Ron said, "Like us."
Sirius grinned at this and Hermione pipped in, "If you win the first task maybe they'll ask for forgiveness."
"You're right Hermione," Sirius said, "As if they stand a chance against me. I slayed a basilisk during my 2nd year."
"With Dumbledore's help," Hermione corrected.
"Well I finished it off," Sirius defended himself, which got an eye roll from Hermione and Siriius glared at her.
A week later the contests were summoned for the weighing of the wands and a man named Ollivander expected the wands.
Fleur was the first to have her wand expected.
"Good, good," Ollivander said as he expected it, "9 and a half inches, Rosewood, and a hair from a veela if I'm not mistaken."
"It iz from my grandmotherz," Fleur responded.
"It well maintained," Ollivander noted.
"It iz the last thing my grandmother gave to me," Fleur responded with a slight hint of sadness in her voice.
"It is all right, it is in perfect working order," he finished and handed it back to the quarter-veela.
Viktor was next, "10 ¼" made from hornbeen, with dragon heartstring as its core."
"It has served me well," Viktor responded with a thick accent.
After careful inspection, it was Carol's turn and she handed him the wand she got for the tournament, "12 ½" made from the Cherry Blossom wood, unicorn hair. Ummm you've got this recently, didn't you Ms. Danvers?"
"I outgrew my old wand," Carol responded.
"Not unusual," Ollivander said and handed it back to Carol.
As she got her wand back a woman who appeared to be in her mid-30's tried to get a quote from Carol but not before she handed he letter.
"A letter from my lawyer Ms. Skeeter," Carol answered before she could ask, "If you misquote me or print something that's not true about me, he'll bury you in lawsuits before you could say You-Know-Who."
Skeeter merely nodded in understanding.
Shortly after the interviews they had their pictures taken with both Carol and Fleur sitting in the middle, with a male contest standing on either side of them. Carol had the unfortunate pleasure of having Sirius stand right next to her and she had caught him several times trying to look down her shirt while they were trying to get the perfect picture.
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Later that night Jessica wasn't helping Carol's problem as she wasn't even trying to hide her giggles as Carol told her the story of Sirius trying to get a free peep show.
"It's not funny Jess," Carol said, "He's my brother for petes sake."
"Yes, but he doesn't know that," Jessica responded in between giggles.
"Even if he wasn't he's not my type," Carol said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Jessica had a mischievous grin on her face and said, "We both know you have the hots for a certain guy spider."
Carol's face instantly blushed as Jessica said that, "I-I do not!"
"Your face says otherwise," Jessica said in a tone that said she didn't believe her. She than jumped on her tickling her.
"Hahaha," Carol laughed uncontrollably as she tried to stop Jessica from tickling her but to no success, "S-stop I-it Jess!"
"Not until you say you like him," Jessica said before she jumped off of Carol just as she almost got hold of her.
"This means war," Carol said as she grabbed her pillow from her bed.
"Oh, it's on," Jessica said with a smile.
-November 18th 8:37 P.M. The Forbidden Forest-
Carol in her Ms. Marvel outfit flew slightly above the treeline exploring the forbidden forest and then she noticed fire that reached above the treeline and quickly disappeared, she quickly flew in that direction and as she approached the site where she saw the fire she heard human voices shouting at each other and orders be given and what sounded like roars from some kind of giant animal. She quietly landed in one of the tree branches near the sight and noticed a few dozen wizards swarming 4 giant cages and she recognized what was them even though she never saw a real one in her life before.
"Dragons," she whispered to herself. As she rubbed the back of her head she added, "This shouldn't be a problem. Oh who am I kidding, I'm the only contestant that can handle this by myself."
She then heard a branch snap beneath her and she looked down and saw the man who is the headmaster of Dumstrung, who's name she currently can't remember, looking at the dragons.
"Looks like not everybody is obliged to follow the rules," She said to herself.
She than scanned the area for anybody else that is there that shouldn't be and she saw Sirius standing beside Hagrid, all she could see was his head but nothing else, she blamed the lack of lighting, and she saw nobody else. She then decided that she has seen enough and quickly and silently took off from her perch and flew back to her home away from home, to get a good nights sleep so she would be well rested for her early morning training with Captain Britain.
To Be Continued...
A/N: I'm not going to have a 5th champion because I don't know how I'd write Cedric in during the tournament and make up a dragon for him to face.
Carol has met Fin Fang Foom but he isn't a real dragon but he's a member of an alien race that resembles a dragon.